Awry

33

The morning after her awkward kiss with Gabriel, Scarlet finished her breakfast and started gathering her things for school. She’d been up since the break of day, unable to sleep well the night before.

Her drive home with Gabriel had been tense. They’d barely made eye contact when he’d dropped her off and Scarlet didn’t know how to fix things between them. She needed a handbook for curse-bound love triangles. Stat.

Laura padded down the stairs. “Have you seen my shoes?”

“Which ones?” Scarlet poured herself a cup of coffee.

“The red heels.”

Scarlet rolled her eyes. “Which ones?”

Laura had dozens of shoes and at least four pairs of red high-heels.

“The ones with the purple soles.”

“They’re by the couch,” Scarlet called, hearing Laura make her way into the living room and shuffle around the furniture. Soon, the sound of clicking heels echoed off the kitchen floor.

“Big meeting today?” Scarlet stepped back from the coffee pot to make room for Laura, who was dressed to kill.

Laura made a face. “Normal meeting. I’m starting to hate meetings.”

“What a coincidence. I’m starting to hate school.” Scarlet smiled.

“Trust me,” Laura poured herself a cup of coffee. “School is way easier than what I do.”

“I guess I’ll have to take your word for it.”

Laura took a sip of coffee and looked at Scarlet. “Has school been rough this semester?”

Scarlet shook her head. “It’s just boring, that’s all.”

Laura nodded. “Do you and Gabriel have any classes together?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, that’s nice.” Laura leaned against the counter. “And does Gabriel’s secret twin brother go to Avalon High too?”

Scarlet rolled her eyes. She had told Laura how Gabriel had kept his twin a secret from her last year. “Uh, no. I can’t really see Gabriel’s brother going to school. Or doing homework. Or participating in pep rallies at all. He doesn’t seem like the school spirit type.”

“Huh.” Laura took another sip and stared ahead thoughtfully. “It’s weird that Gabriel would enroll but not Tristan.”

Scarlet’s whole body went rigid.

Scarlet had told Laura about Gabriel’s twin brother. But she’d never told Laura the twin brother’s name.

The hairs on the back of Scarlet’s neck stood up as she cleared her throat. “Yeah, well, the Archer brothers aren’t very similar.”

Laura winked. “Twins never are.”

Scarlet managed a smile, but couldn’t keep her stomach from tossing. She hurriedly gathered all her things for school and headed out the front door.

“Have a great day!” Laura called.

“You too,” Scarlet said half-heartedly as she closed the door behind her.

Once Scarlet was inside her car and pulling down her street, she let her hands begin to shake.

Holy crap. How does Laura know Tristan’s name?

Gray clouds filled the morning sky as Scarlet drove to school. Once she parked, Scarlet hurried to her locker, trying to find a logical explanation for Laura’s knowledge of Tristan.

Maybe they were Facebook friends? Bowling partners? Ex-lovers?

Ick.

Scarlet shoved her last thought aside and concentrated on her locker combination.

“Hey,” Gabriel said, coming up beside her.

Scarlet stopped fiddling with the lock in her hand and turned to face Gabriel. She breathed a silent sigh of relief when she found him pleasant-looking. And not I-want-to-kill-Tristan looking.

“Hey,” Scarlet looked at Gabriel’s handsome face.

“So, listen—”

“I wanted to—”

“Go ahead.” Scarlet tucked her lips in.

Gabriel took a deep breath. “Sorry about last night. I kinda freaked out. But I don’t want things to be weird. I just want things to be….”

“Easy?” Scarlet gave a small smile. “Simple?”

Gabriel nodded. “Yeah.”

Scarlet lifted up on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. “Me too.”

Gabriel smiled. “Let’s just forget about it.”

Scarlet pressed a smile to her face. That was wishful thinking.

There was no way she would be able to forget about the deep sorrow Tristan had felt last night. Or the way she’d responded to the thought of breaking his heart.

Heather ran up to them, out of breath and holding a to-go cup from The Millhouse.

Scarlet and Gabriel stepped away from one another as Scarlet eyed Heather’s cup. “Can’t you just make your own coffee at home?”

“Why would I do that when I can get Clare’s special brew for free?” Heather took a sip. “But traffic this morning was insane. I had to drive like a maniac to get to school on time.”

Scarlet raised a brow. “Yeah, that’s what this town needs. You driving crazier than usual.”

Heather ignored Scarlet and took another sip. “So, are we still on for Mr. Brooks’ house today?

“Shh,” Gabriel scolded. “I thought we agreed not to talk about…stuff...so loudly at school.” He looked around.

Heather whispered, “Because we’re on a super secret team?”

Gabriel gave her an annoyed look. “We are not a team.”

Scarlet played with her lock until she finally remembered the combination. She opened it and started switching out her books before turning to Gabriel. “Laura knows about Tristan.”

“What do you mean?”

Scarlet finished in her locker and slammed it closed. “She knows Tristan’s name. And I know, for a fact, I’ve never told her his name.”

Heather’s eyebrows shot up.

Gabriel furrowed his brow. “That’s weird.”

Scarlet’s heart rate picked up a notch. “How would she know about Tristan?” She looked at Heather. “Did you tell her?”

Heather made a face. “Of course not. Laura and I only talk about one thing: Shoes. Is Tristan shoes? No.”

Scarlet bit her lip. “Then how does Laura know his name?”

Gabriel shook his head. “I looked into Laura again and everything checks out. Maybe you said Tristan’s name before and you just don’t remember.”

“Maybe,” Scarlet said.

Not.

Kristy Stevens walked past them, dressed in her cheerleading uniform, and smiled at Gabriel.

Heather curled a lip at the blond girl. “Doesn’t she have something better to do? Like curl her hair or chant Go-Fight-Win or something?”

Scarlet looked at Heather. “You’re so sensitive.”

Heather pointed her coffee cup at Scarlet. “I’m not sensitive, I’m just sick of Kristy making oogly eyes at Gabriel any and every chance she gets.”

“Oogly eyes?” Gabriel leaned against the lockers.

Heather narrowed her eyes. “Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about, Gabriel. You and your immortal hotness hang around this school like sexy fly paper and Kristy Stevens is just one, giant, cheerleading fly.”

The bell rang and students in the hall began to scatter.

Heather finished her coffee. “See you guys after school.” She headed to her first class.

Gabriel turned to Scarlet with puzzled eyes. “Did Heather just call me sexy fly paper?”

“She did.”

“Huh.”

Scarlet leaned her head against her locker and groaned.

“Hey.” Gabriel pulled her into a hug. “Don’t worry about Laura. I’m sure there’s a perfectly reasonable explanation for why she knows Tristan’s name.”

Scarlet nodded, still worried.

He gave Scarlet a kiss on the cheek. “See you after first period?”

Scarlet nodded as Gabriel left for his first class and she headed to chemistry.

Or, as Scarlet liked to call it, the most annoying class of the day.